On the day of the Summer Solstice, the persistent drizzle beats against the green tiles on the roof, creating a slight sound like drips in the night.

    Lu Jinnan, whose brows were tightly furrowed, slowly opened his eyes, with the continuous bubbling sounds around him.

    Turning his head, he saw the blood in the blood pond bubbling up, forming countless blood bubbles.

    He looked at it for a moment, without revealing any extra emotions, but felt a sharp pain in his neck - he was knocked unconscious here with a knife hand.

    Besides the pain, there was some cold on the body, as the clothes were all stripped clean, but there was a clean blanket under him, which would make people feel that the murderer is quite considerate.

    Creak—

    A woman in a blue and white kepi skirt and overcoat walked in, pushed open the wooden door.

    The woman's fair and flawless face is flushed with a faint pink, slightly disordered long hair like the evening clouds cascading down, reflecting a faint deep blue light under the flickering candlelight.

    Under the slanting willows, the delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and her sky-blue eyes revealed a remote elegance and delicacy. Her delicate nose under her raised chin, and her thin lips like rose petals, all of these made her a classical beauty.

    In the light breath, like the lake under the moonlight, it is clear and graceful.

    At the moment of seeing Lu Jinnan, her cool face bloomed into a gentle smile: "My husband, you've woken up?"

    Lu Jinnan remained silent and looked at her - the woman who had knocked him out himself, also his wife for one and six months, Zongan.

    "I'm sorry, is it very painful?"

    Zhu Nanzhi walked to his side, sat down, and gently embraced him, stroking the back of his neck: "I didn't want it to be like this... It's all my husband's fault."

    "My husband, you are so outstanding and handsome, why do you have to practice the dark arts? I have clearly advised you not to go to the clinic again. Why don't you listen?" Zhu Nanzhi sighed. "Otherwise, we wouldn't be in this situation."

    Lu Jinnan pulled at the corner of his mouth: "So this is your reason to take off my clothes? And you found out that there was a blood pool hidden here three days ago, came personally and saw that it happened tonight... When did you put poison and seal my cultivation level?"

    "Because I still want to see everything about my husband..." Zhu Nanzhi, who had answered the first question, asked in return, "My husband, do you remember when we first met?"

    "Impressive."

    Speaking of it, Lu Jinnan closed his eyes. Now he could still remember the first words Zhu Nanzhi said when she saw him, and the only thing he didn't expect was to end up in this situation -

    "Sir, you're lying all alone on this desolate snowy mountain. Are you not afraid of freezing to death?"

    "..."

    "Did you get injured?"

    "No."

    "Let me think... Under my ignorance, digging you out of the snow and giving you hot water to drink, does that count as a benevolent benefactor who gives you kindness?"

    "..."

    "Why aren't you saying anything?"

    "Alright."

    "Are you a local?"

    "Yes..."

    "You're lying on the snow because of a reason, right?"

    "Yes..."

    "Exactly. I've also come here for something, why don't we be companions?"

    "Alright."

    "Then let's get married."

    "Hmm... Hmm?"

    "..."

    The memories of a year ago flashed through his mind. Lu Jinnan, who had just reopened his eyes, stared at the classical beauty within arm's reach, slightly dazed.

    A girl who is completely unknown to you giving herself away must have some unknown purpose, but even at this moment, Lu Jinnan still doesn't understand what kind of purpose she has in approaching him.

    Because Zhu Nanzhi gave herself away completely.

    He still remembers Zhu Nanzhi's warm but uncompromising words at that time.

    "After we get married, you can live in this mansion... Do you have a house? No, you'll have to live here."

    "You don't have to do housework... I can give you 10,000 spirit crystals as monthly allowance..."

    You don't want it? You don't need spirit crystals because you're running a clinic? It's okay, it doesn't conflict with me giving them to you.

    You just need to live here comfortably and get married to me."

    Under such conditions that are like something from a fairy tale, Lu Jinnan didn't eat at ease. Although he lived in her house, the spirit crystals she gave him were not used and were kept in the warehouse, and he agreed to three terms with her.

    Don't interfere with each other's private life; live separately; meet and part well after the task is completed.

    Zhu Nanzhi agreed.

    So Lu Jinnan began living a life that felt like receiving soft money.

    But even though they had agreed on the three terms, one of the agreements was broken on a night half a year ago.

    Lu Jinnan consumed the so-called "soft food" known as Zhu Nanzhi, as the other party gave it freely after drinking.

    Zhu Nanzhi's red flush after drunkenness, her seductive whispers... Even a gentleman cannot remain untouched.

    Lu Jinnan is a man and physically fit, so although he was cautious, after drinking alcohol, he also ate the soft food that was offered to him willingly.

    Besides the blood, no incidents of absorbing yang and supplementing yin occurred.

    Zhu Nanzhi gave herself away again without any reason.

    So the two of them lived together, and then everything became uncontrollable from then on.

    Lu Jinnan doesn't know what the rich goddess is giving away for, but he gradually finds that her control desire is getting stronger.

    Every night, excluding her menstrual period, she wants to be intimate with him, but as her control desire has grown stronger, she has lost that dominance during intimacy. More often than not, she is like a docile cat, charming and touching.

    Lu Jinnan doesn't feel oppressed by her strength, but the requests she makes are becoming increasingly excessive: not allowing him to treat female patients, only letting him eat what she makes, and not allowing him to leave.

    For Zhu Nanzhi's increasingly bizarre behavior, Lu Jinnan naturally rejected her, and she did not continue to make such requests after that.

    Until now.

    He was completely possessed by the cultivation of Tiansheng, which disappeared without a trace. Moreover, she had knocked him unconscious and stripped him naked, imprisoning him in her medical clinic.

    Although there are no restraints on the body like weapons or chains, Lu Jinnan can find that the area has been completely isolated by wards.

    What does Zhu Nanzhi want? Is she imprisoning him to satisfy her desire for control?

    "My lord, do you remember... I am very happy." Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head and gently looked into Lu Jinnan's eyes: "Does my lord like me?"

    "We had three terms agreed upon when we got married," Lu Jinnan said indifferently.

    "This is not important," Zhu Nanzhi turned her head to glance at the blood pool, "What matters is that I very much fancy my husband, and I hope that my husband will never leave me. But you are not willing, it seems."

    As soon as the words fell, she released Lu Jinnan and stood up, walking to him and staring down at him from a high position: "And my lord actually practices dark arts. This makes it hard for me to help you clear your name."

    Upon hearing this, Lu Jinnan, who was leaning against the edge of the blood pool, slightly raised his eyelids. Just as he was about to speak his doubts, he saw Zhu Nanzhi raise her right hand and make a fist in the air. A long sword hidden in a snow-white sword case appeared in her hand.

    Lu Jinnan squinted his eyes. He recognized the sword.

    The clear and vast palace has not chosen a new owner for a thousand years. The enchanted sword 'Zhànmíng'.

    "Do you recognize this sword, my lord?" Zhu Nanzhi hugged Zhànmíng into her arms and tilted her head at him: "My lord still has the cultivation of Tiansheng...

    So, does that mean that the name 'Lu An' is false? Or is even your appearance a lie?"

    As she spoke, she approached him a few steps closer, as if she wanted to see if he had undergone any disguise. But then she retracted her hand: "Never mind, it's not important anymore."

    Hearing this, Lu Jinnan, who was still trying to mobilize the spirit power inside him, smiled: "You want to kill me?"

    "Killing the lord would indeed make it so that the lord can always stay by my side, but..."

    As she spoke on, Zhu Nanzhi's face flushed with a faint illness, and even the smile on her lips revealed a twisted madness.

    She clutched the Zhànmíng in her arms and spun around, her ginkgo skirt fluttering in the air, revealing a small stretch of pale white calves and jade feet wearing embroidered shoes: "But if I kill the lord, there would be no more listening to the lord's voice, no more feeling the lord's body temperature, and no more understanding the lord's magnanimity..."

    She stopped spinning, her cheeks as red as March peach blossoms, pressing them against the handle of the Zhànmíng and gently rubbing against it. Her sky-blue eyes stared at Lu Jinnan with a sickly, obsessed gaze.

    "So, I completely can't bear to kill my lord. I just want to cultivate the lord into a sword spirit, so that he can always be by my side and be trained and controlled by me."

    Hmm?

    With wide eyes, Lu Jinnan's mind was immediately thrown into disarray.

    originally, it just felt like Zhu Nanzhi's strange possessiveness was getting stronger with their interactions, but who would have thought...

    You are actually a sick bimbo?!

    Lu Jinnan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but it felt like there was a fish bone stuck in his throat.

    "My lord~" With a smile, Zhu Nanzhi hugging Zhànmíng said: "Isn't it very touching? This is what I've wanted since I met you~"

    But since the lord practices dark arts, it has given me the courage to make a final decision.”

    As Zhu Nanzhi spoke, she reached out and held Zhànmíng horizontally, her moist eyes as if they could pull out threads: "No matter how good Zhànmíng is, the handle isn't as formidable as the lord. And once the lord is refined into a sword spirit, one can no longer feel the warmth of the lord~"

    I have been hesitant, after all, Qingmi Palace doesn't accept male disciples, and I can't take my lord home openly and publicly. And I have to leave tomorrow~"

    Zhu Nanzhi hugged Zhànmíng again and twirled around joyfully: "But the lord is very fond of his lady, and he even helped his lady make up her mind."

    The lord must have deliberately not listened to his lady's advice and still come here to practice dark arts, then use this as a reason for his lady to refine him into a sword spirit~

    "The lord really dotes on his lady~"

    She looked up at the ceiling and glanced at the sky blue iris, where it seemed like a love heart was emerging: "Ah~~~The lady is too happy~The feeling of happiness seems a bit off."

    Zhu Nanzhi stroked her legs and then looked back down at Lu Jinnan: "The lady will definitely not disappoint the lord's kind intentions~"

    Lu Jinnan looked at this one-sided, crazy, and crazy performance in disbelief. Is his brain broken as well?

    She's imaginative everything she likes and dislikes to her good intentions towards her?

    From her performance, Lu Jinnan finally understood that her continuous giving was ultimately aimed at refining him into the spirit of her life-serving divine sword.

    This woman had been planning it from the beginning and wasn't just thinking of it on the spot!

    Thinking about this, Lu Jinnan felt somewhat speechless. From beginning to end, he was clearly intended to be refined into a sword spirit. However, he used the excuse of 'practicing dark arts' to justify it in a grandiose manner... Ha, women!

    Between his words, Lu Jinnan suddenly felt a flash of coldness in his line of sight. He heard a 'clang' as Zhànmíng was drawn from its scabbard by Zhu Nanzhi, releasing a chilling blade aura.

    Zhu Nanzhi laughed madly: "Originally, the lady wanted to deeply miss everything about the lord here, but suddenly, she felt that the words had become a bit too much."

    After all, the lord is a cultivator of the Tiansheng level, what if something unexpected happens?"

    As soon as the words fell, she inserted the scabbard into the floor, holding Zhànmíng in her hand and step by step approached Lu Jinnan, separating Lu Jinnan's legs with her embroidered shoes until she reached his thighs and stopped.

    She raised her right hand, Zhànmíng's blade rested against Lu Jinnan's neck, and her eyes were filled with intense reluctance and joy of being able to stay together forever.

    "Maybe the lord's name and appearance are fake, but that doesn't matter. The lady will soon know everything about the lord. The lady... is so happy~"

    Zhu Nanzhi's wrist holding the sword gently shook, and blood oozed from Lu Jinnan's neck, but none of it fell, and all of it was absorbed by Zhànmíng.

    Feeling the pain in his neck, Lu Jinnan frowned and leaned closer to the edge of the blood pool. However, after hearing Zhu Nanzhi's intentions, he was completely unfazed.

    He slightly lifted his head to look at the sickly Zhu Nanzhi: "There are two last questions."

    "The lord doesn't seem to be afraid at all~ After all, the lord also loves the lady very much, wanting to accompany the lady and attain enlightenment together~"

    "I am so happy, but I don't want to waste any time. So the lord can only ask one question," Zhu Nanzhi laughed madly, lifting her left hand and stroking her face. Her delicate and elongated fingers slightly separated and bent, especially the little finger that pointed to the lower lip, which fully displayed her manic appearance at this moment: "The lady will certainly answer the lord's last question about what he knew before becoming a sword spirit."

    Lu Jinnan took a deep breath, and asked seriously, "How did you poison me?"

    He was very curious about this, after all, with his cultivation level as a Tiansheng cultivator and his vigilance towards Zhu Nanzhi, he couldn't understand how Zhu Nanzhi managed to poison him.

    Zhu Nanzhi's face flushed with a hint of shyness: "The lord's strength far exceeds the lady's expectations. The lady has tried numerous times before finally confirming that the lord is a Tiansheng cultivator..."

    "Get to the point," Lu Jinnan interrupted her.

    Zhu Nanzhi lightly bit her red lips, but the left hand placed on her face instead passed over her beautiful neck and went down: "Even the most vigilant lord will have times when he is completely relaxed."

    "As long as at the most relaxed moment, the lord will not notice the abnormality."

    Lu Jinnan looked at the position where her left hand finally stopped, and his eyes widened again in shock: "You... actually concealed poison within your body?!"

    "Is the lady smart?" Zhu Nanzhi blushed and laughed: "The lord's expression at this moment makes the lady very moved~"

    Lu Jinnan's eyes twitched a few times, damn, that's pretty ridiculous!

    How does the Qingmiao Palace, such a serene and sacred place, cultivate such a pervert?

    "The lady guessed that the lord's other question was about what poison, right?" Zhu Nanzhi tilted her head and continued to speak by herself: "However, the lady won't say it. If the lord knows the solution, what should we do? The lady has been diligently cultivating and hasn't released the lord's cultivation yet~"

    "Alright~" Zhu Nanzhi raised her left hand again to hook the green silk on her ear behind her, expanding the sword array that she refines the spirit of the sword with herself at the center. At the same time, she clenched her right hand, and the snow-white blade continued to penetrate Lu Jinnan's neck, absorbing his blood and extracting his soul: "The lord please bear with it. The lady will finish soon..."

    Lu Jinnan watched her eyes, which showed a hint of seriousness. Despite feeling the intense pain, he managed to smile lightly, his voice tinged with sincerity: "Thank you."

    The smile and the sound respectively landed in Zhu Nanzhi's eyes and ears. She couldn't help but reveal her emotions: "The lord wants to accompany his lady forever, isn't that wonderful? The lady is really happy~"

    "The Dazai...in..." Lu Jinnan opened his mouth.

    Hearing his voice, Zhu Nanzhi showed a hint of shyness again: "The lord wants to say something that the lady knows, the lord does indeed need both hands, and the lord wants to experience it one more time, isn't that right?"

    It's okay, after the lord becomes the lady's life-giving divine sword spirit, the lady will always hold the lord close to her chest and never separate from each other."

    She paused and her voice brought a hint of distress: "But it's a pity that the sword hilt is not as good as the lord... But to be able to live with the lord for generations without separation, the lady is contented. The lady will take good care of the lord's body."

    With those words, Zhu Nanzhi exerted a sudden force with her wrist holding the sword: "My lord~~~"

    "We can make the lord accompany the lady forever from now on~"

    Lu Jinnan pulled at the corner of his mouth towards her, but instead, he showed a hint of relaxed smile. His consciousness followed Zhu Nanzhi's crazy voice into the rainy night outside the window.

    ...

    Author Fungus: After two novels with a total of more than five million words, "How Difficult It Is to Date My Senior Sister" and "My Senior Sister Isn't Human!" have been published today.

    Author Fungus: This time, the author has tried a fantasy route, which is still a type favored by the readers who like Author Fungus. Moreover, this time the male protagonist is no longer invincible from the beginning, and an attempt is made at writing about his growth in cultivation. If there are any shortcomings, please forgive me more.

    Then, I humbly ask for everyone to please continue reading the new book during this period. After all, it involves recommendations for advancement and the motivation of Author Fungus.

    Of course, Author Fungus will not write a half-finished book, as his character is trustworthy. Therefore, I hope everyone can support the new book during this period.

    Thank you all!